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The world was closing in like rough waters overhead. And as the pressure rose my heartbeat told me this: every last gasp is worth fighting for.
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Oct 17, 2012
Oct 17, 2012 at 4:41 PM UTC
every last gasp
The world was closing in like rough waters overhead. And as the pressure rose my heartbeat told me this: every last gasp is worth fighting for.
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Oct 17, 2012
Oct 17, 2012 at 4:41 PM UTC
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